Page 51 of In the Name of the Father

Daddy returned to the cage Seth had thought was perfect. Why did it have to cost so much? When he was washing dishes, he hadn’t made much more than that in a week after his taxes and everything were taken out. How could he justify wearing something on his penis for that amount of money?

“Um, maybe we could check to see if they’re having any sales, or maybe find a discount site instead?”

“Ah, I see.” Daddy wrapped an arm around his shoulders then kissed his temple. “Remind me who’s the Daddy and who’s the boy in our relationship?”

“But…”

“Simple question, baby. Who’s in charge?”

He lowered his chin. “You are, Daddy.”

“You don’t want to make me feel bad, do you? Like I can’t take care of my boy, that I don’t want the very best for him?”

Seth jerked up his chin. “No! That’s not what I meant…”

“Sweetheart.” Daddy kissed his head again. “This is part of the process. Let go and letmebe the one who takes everything on, so you don’t have to. Remember, that’s what gives me so much joy, being able to take care of you.” Daddy gave him a squeeze. “Would you allow me to do that? Please?”

All Seth wanted was Daddy’s happiness. And if he believed in Daddy, trusted in him, then he should let Daddy take over completely and quit questioning him all the time.

“Okay, I will. As long as it makes you glad, then yes. But if you need to say red to me, that’s okay too.”

Daddy’s eyes widened before a slow smile tugged at his lips. “You’re a treasure, you know that?”

Seth’s face heated again. He’d been called plenty of things over the years, but never once had anyone said he was atreasure. However, he was beginning to understand what it meant to please his Daddy, and accepting his praise was one.

“Thank you, Daddy.”

He was gifted with a long, slow kiss in reward.

Daddy turned back to the screen. “This is the one, then?”

Seth looked it over one more time, really read the description. It was made of a strong material—whatever polycarbonate was—and claimed to be hygienic, comfortable, discreet…He was hardly an expert, but it seemed like the best one of all the choices.

No plug.

“If you think so, Daddy.” He tilted his head. “It’s actually kind of…pretty.” He cleared his throat. “Will you use the lock?”

Daddy patted the top of his butt. “Oh, yes. That’s a big part of the whole experience. You cock is mine. Only I’ll have the ability to set it free andonlywhen I see fit.”

Seth licked his lips. “The key… Will you be hiding the key so I can’t find it? Or will you leave it out and make it a test to see if I’ll try to remove the cage?”

Daddy grasped his nape. “God, no. That key will be precious. I’ll be wearing it on a chain around my neck and next to my heart.”

This time, Seth was the one who grabbed Daddy and gave him a long, deep kiss.

Chapter Fourteen

The doorbell rang and Malcolm pushed back from the dining room table to answer it. Seth was in the kitchen wearing nothing but an apron, and while the delivery guy might appreciate the view, Malcolm didn’t want anyone ogling his boy.

Yet another reason he wasn’t a big fan of clubs anymore. He’d never been much into that shit of showing off your boy to everyone. The appeal of that practice was lost on him.

After thanking the deliveryman for the discreetly packaged box, Malcolm brought it back to the table. He thought it might be fun to let Seth open it. There were a few items he’d tossed into the cart after Seth had left the room. And if he’d called it right, Seth was a lot more excited about kink than he was comfortable in admitting to yet.

In the few days since they’d become Daddy and boy, things had been settling into a nice routine. Seth was taking very well to the structure they’d agreed on. Morning cuddling and a blow job for Seth if he’d been extra good—and of course, he’d been perfect so far—Seth preparing breakfast, Malcolm feeding him then off to the shower where Malcolm made sure his boy was extra clean. He’d moved workouts to the afternoon every other day, with walks in-between if the weather permitted.

Other than that, he was keeping everything else on a case by case basis. There was still plenty to learn about his boy, and as always, the potential for overwhelming Seth was real. Malcolm sauntered into the room to check on how dinner was coming along with the stew that Seth was preparing in the crockpot for later.

He moved behind him and curled his fingers around Seth’s hips, then rubbed his hardening length along Seth’s crack. Malcolm had purposely gone commando in his soft sweatpants. The plan was to keep teasing and touching Seth’s ass so that the act no longer seemed foreign to him. And as soon as Seth got the stew into the crockpot and set the timer, Malcolm intended to take things to the next level.

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